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May 28, 2010


sparkly jules

My Madeleine is a snowball to my dad's face when I was eight. ;-D

I didn't know you lost your father so young--I'm so sorry, especially since he sounds like a great guy.

I lost my dad to his new wife about thirty years ago. It still hurts.



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